Driven by Adrenaline
As adrenaline surged through his veins, Mike’s entire being was consumed by a singular objective: ensuring the safety of his dear friend. Devoid of hesitation, he sprinted up the stairs, his thoughts fixed solely on locating Dereck. “Dereck? Where have you been, old pal?” Mike’s voice reverberated through the air, carrying a mix of concern and urgency. Approaching footsteps echoed toward him, and in an instant, he found himself standing eye to eye with Dereck, whose countenance bore the weight of deep agitation.